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[Archer Rayne]

Archer frowned as he sat on his desk, a large book in his right hand and his left hand pushing his glasses to the bridge of his nose.

His eyes scanned the page, its contents already stored in the databank that was his memory. Biting his lip, he muttered under his breath. He put the book down quickly and turned around to type a search query into the computer. The list of results that were returned smoothed out the furrow between his brow.

"I knew it..." He closed his hand into a fist of triumph, and then turned away from the screen. He moved across the room swiftly, stepping up onto the ladder leaned against the ten-foot tall bookcase. Climbing up halfway, he leaned over to the right and scanned the titles on one of the shelves. Finding what he was looking for, he pulled it out and climbed back down. His foot got caught on the last rung and he fell back, eyes wide.

"Knickers!" he blurted as he landed on his back, the air knocked out of him. His arm had knocked a table on the way down, and the items that had been resting upon it came tumbling down on top of him. He threw his arms over his head to protect himself from the falling debris. All in all, he had made quite a ruckus, but then Archer Rayne was not the most graceful person in the world.

Letting out an exasperated sigh, he started to pull him self out of the mess, making sure that the book he had been retrieving was unharmed. It seemed to be. Well, at least that was something. Setting the book on a chair beside, he starting picking up the pencils, notes, and half-empty bags of Jelly Bellies that had been sitting on the table.

Then something caught his eye under a crumpled note. Something red and dusted. Narrowing his gaze, he gingerly lifted the paper, only to find a red Jelly Belly lying face down on the floor. "Aw..." He picked it up and looked out it, almost sad to have to throw it out. But it had already been on the floor for ten seconds, and was covered with germs and bacteria from the floor. He stared at it for about half a minute, and looked around, rather ridiculously, for anyone who might be watching. Then he rubbed it on his shirt vigorously and popped it in his mouth.

[~Autumn Walker~]

Autumn had been across the hall in her office staring at the blank computer screen hoping an idea, or a thought would pop into her head and solve the mystery surrounding the sudden rise in supernatural occurrences and the riddle some accounts from the angels and strange child from the park. She was brought out from her daze by an almighty crash and the ever familiar cry that she pin pointed as Archer.

“What’s he done now?” She muttered and rose up from behind her desk, pulled her black high heels back on and paced out of her office toward Archer Rayne’s area. She stood in the door way and just watched him, tidying his things and eyeing up a sweet of some kind. She shook her head and smiled as she continued to watch him, he was adorable, socially inept, but adorable.

“Did you break anything?” Autumn asked taking note of the ladder and the general mess around Archer.

[Archer Rayne]

Archer jumped at the sound of her voice, turning around to see her standing in the doorway. He clumsily got to his feet and dusted his hands off on the back of his pants.

"Uh..no. It appears that everything remained intact. Most of all, the book suffered no dents or tears, which is quite fortunate..." He let his voice trail off as his eyes met hers. A small sheepish smile stretched his lips.

Then his eyes widened and he rushed forward, towards Autumn. "I've found something! I think it may shed some light upon the mysterious dilemma of all the phenomenon and supernatural activity we have been experiencing." He turned, grabbing the book he had retrieved from the shelf. Facing her once more, he opened it up on exactly the page he meant to show her. Rotating the book in his hands, he leaned it towards her, indicating a particular passage on the page.

"See here? In the prologue Book of Job, God inquires upon Satan as to whence he has come. Now most scholars focus on the typified characterization suggested by the dialogue between Satan and God, as having the evil purpose of seeking out the sins of men and manifesting as their accuser. The Celestial Prosecutor, so to speak. BUT, reading the dialogue with a closer eye, it is additionally alludes to Satan's incapability of independent action. His conduct requires the previous permission or approval of God. According to the text, he cannot transgress the will of God. Now, taking into account that the Book of Job was altered from its original incarnation, we can surmise that Satan is a counterpart to God, created by the Lord himself to be not only His Adversary, but the Adversary of Man and of Life. Now, that means that the theory of predestination is more expansive than most people think, and that God created an evil to his good. Yet, in this text..."

He held out the book to Autumn, placing it in her hands, meaning to have her hold it while he went for the other book that lay atop his desk. He returned to her side and continued with his discourse as if he had never paused.

"...which was written before the Old Testament, we see that God and Satan are seen as two sides of the same coin, brothers as it were. Neither creating the other, both having always existed as endless and timeless beings, composing the essential and necessary balance of eternity, not just between good and evil but between order and chaos. Now if man is God's creation and demon Satan's work, perhaps Satan is less concerned with man's sins than previously believed. Perhaps. Perhaps Lucifer and Satan are not two names for the same concept, but two separate beings!"

He lifted his eyes to look at her with expectant excitement, the adrenaline rush of discovery evident in his features.

[~Autumn Walker~]

About thirty seconds in Autumn’s mind began to get muddled and she felt a slight tinge of a headache as she digested what Archers was babbling about. Satan and Lucifer? Two separate beings. That would make sense, and it had been questioned before, though Lucifer neither admitted or denied being Satan. Autumn nibbled down on her lower lip nodded, “Ok..so let me get this straight..Satan and God, the bad and the good, i get that..so does this mean Satan is in fact a god..of what...Chaos?”

Autumn placed her hand on Archer’s shoulder and gave a light squeeze affectionately at his good work, even though half of what he said she did not understand she trusted his word and his intelligence. It had never let them down before. At this point Autumn began to pace around the room, her eyes falling to the ground as she thought back over what Intel she had gathered. The words she had heard in the Park came rushing back to her, “He who began, he who indeed, shall come when innocent claimed guilty shall bleed. A crown of horns rests on her head, yet innocent she still bled. Her father now risen; the abyss which was not his prison. Hell has it’s king and now the demons do sing....”

Autumn’s voice trailed as she looked up to Archer, “A child, when i was talking with the angels said those words, almost trance like.....” Her eyes became wide then, “Satan was asleep, details we’ll find out later, what if, for the past thousands of years, Satan has been asleep, that we have not seen the terror he can commit, what if he is now awake and building an army...for some reason....”

Autumn pushed her hands through her hair and rested them on the back of her neck, massaging her now tense muscles, “We already know Lucifer is Prince of hell, and subsequently he made an agreement with the king of demons, then....that would make Satan...the god of all demons...Lucifer would in turn loose control of hell...then what?”

Autumn was thinking out loud, most of what she said was just a means of gathering her own train of thought, “Can you gather enough quotes, texts and subsequent info to file a report to the Vatican?”